Two for the Money2005

Brandon Lang:
Talk to me, how'd we do?

Walter Abrams:
You haven't seen the scores?

Walter Abrams:
No, it's how I wanted it, make my picks and get the results later

Walter Abrams:
Highest sales volume ever take a guess how we did?

Brandon Lang:
Yeah I think we kicked ass

Walter Abrams:
It was amazing

Brandon Lang:
Last week was nothing

Walter Abrams:
Your right, it was nothing compared to what we lost today

Brandon Lang:
Where'd I go?

Walter Abrams:
I got an idea why don't I give you a glimpse of what happened then you take a stab on how you went?

Brandon Lang:
Just give me the numbers

Walter Abrams:
Grown men crying on the phone, their wives screaming in the background, three sales people quit couldn't take the pressure

Brandon Lang:
F***

Walter Abrams:
No, no you lose ten out of twelve "f***" doesn't quite cover it, you know what'd be more appropriate? Something like "holy f***ing sh*t" or "Jesus f***ing Christ" you go two for twelve on our highest weekend ever and what's left to say? Except we keep the phone number and switch it to a suicide hotline, tomorrow morning Brandon we start all over again